Today's been surprisingly...surprising :) Of course all those who BEGGED for years to know when the day was TOTALLY FORGOT (see? this is why I don't talk about it), others did remember. And that makes it worth all the losers people who forgot.

Too much going on to journal, as usual. I feel I'm doing this journal a disservice each time I update, since I dance around corners of my life, but never in the center. It would probably do me good to get it all out, a purging of the soul or something. Right now, I'm still puzzling through logistics.

Today, the spawn has been great about taking care of virtually everything. Thanks to lefthand_path, I got to watch one of my favorite old movies today :D :) I loves me some iTune gift cards :) I also received a few anon gifts via mail, but I think I know who those were from. And it ain't anybody in here.

Z made me a red velvet cake and brought a dozen roses. Awwwwwwww. That's so sweet. And the spawn's been on a mission all day to find cake mix and frosting so she can make me one, too. It's been a mission, with her calling and texting ALL DAY, to every one of her friends who have cars and drive. I told her one cake was more than enough, since I DON'T CELEBRATE, but oh no...she wants to rub it in.

In other news, I suppose I should be thankful I don't look near my age. One day, though, it'll all catch up with me and there'll be no stopping it. I dread that day.

No more to say about today. I've had long lost friends contact me (which was sweet) and am still mulling over some of my mail. It's funny - the ones I thought would forget remembered, and the ones who should remember forgot. See? Tis why I hate today.

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Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks,The lady of situations.Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this cardWhich is blank, is something that he carries on his back,Which I am forbidden to see. I do not findThe Hanged Man. Fear death by water.I see crowds of people, walking round in a ring.Thank you. If you see dear Mrs. Equitone,Tell her I bring the horoscope myself;